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Chapter 61: The Fight to the Sea Demon (Part 2)

Chapter 61: Fighting to the Death with the Sea Demon (Part 2)

The deep sea troll is indeed hungry. It has not eaten anything for more than 30 years, and now it is finally free. It pursues the taste of human flesh and heads towards densely populated towns. This octopus is as huge as a castle and has thousands of roots.

Tentacles, in addition to sharp barbs, can also secrete terrifying poisonous acid. Prey caught by these tentacles are first entangled until they die, then are divided by the barbs, and melted by the acid.

It has become a delicious food for the deep sea trolls. Of course, this was originally used to deal with various giant beasts in the deep sea. It is simply a fuss for the much smaller humans. If the trolls want to eat people, they need to be alone very inconveniently.

If a person grabs it gently, if he is not careful, the human may be crushed into a ball of meat paste and slip away from the octopus's tentacles before it is put into the troll's mouth.

However, the city that the hungry deep-sea troll is about to head to has a population of millions. It can freely gorge on it, and even crush the humans into pulp on the ground, and then eat them slowly.

Provided no one stops the deep sea trolls.

"Is this the Dragon Cannon?" Arthur looked at the huge cannon in front of him that was 500 feet long and more than 100 feet in diameter. It was really spectacular to have something like this mounted on the top of the castle.

"The shells of the Dragon Cannon are here." Ivan said, "But with this alone, can we stop such a monster?"

"No," Arthur looked at the giant steel harpoons in front of him, "Tristan, touch it and remember its size."

"What?"

"You can collect water vapor to create a replica of the trident, but can you collect steel vapor?" Arthur said, "I use Kay's spear to vaporize these harpoons, and you use the vaporized steel vapor to create a giant

Trident."

"Are you crazy?! Even if I can do it, you want me to stay in steel steam with a temperature of several thousand degrees?! Do you want to kill me in such a ridiculous and unprecedented way?"

"No," Arthur pointed to the giant protective suit on the side, "It's no problem to wear that. The Dragon Cannon uses a powerful compressed photon explosion to drive the warhead, and the residual temperature of several thousand degrees will destroy part of the spear gun.

Evaporate, the knights operating cannons at close range here are all wearing heavy protective clothing."

"You want me to wear this kind of dirty protective clothing that is full of rust, worn by countless people, and smells like men's sweat or even urine?!" the fish-man boy shouted, "Why don't you just kill me like this?"

Did you kill me?!"

"You bastard!" Arthur himself had already begun to put on protective clothing. "Just wash it again after that. If it's not enough, you will also need to disinfect the whole body."

"No! If you don't want it, you don't want it!!"

"If you keep making noise, I will rip your skin off alive, stuff you without skin into a protective suit, and fill it with disinfectant!" Arthur roared angrily.

When Bedivere rushed to the machinery warehouse, he began to feel dizzy. The poisonous gas in the city had not yet dissipated, and Bedivere had inhaled a lot of poisonous gas as he was hurrying on his way.

"Ugh." He tried to come back to his senses, "Now is not the time to faint."

The orc boy activated his iron cavalry.

"Arthur, can you hear me?" Bedivere shouted.

"I'm busy now!" Arthur shouted on the other end of the communicator, "I'm sorry, Bedi, you are the only one who can use the iron cavalry to distract the troll and stop it from moving forward. Can you do it?"

"Me, just me?!" the orc boy panicked, "But, I'm the only one who can't do anything."

"Stop being such a spoiled brat, you idiot!!" Arthur yelled angrily, "Everyone is doing what they can now! If we don't stop the deep sea trolls, thousands of people will die! These people

My life is in your hands!!"

"But I..." the orc boy whispered, "I'm not as powerful as Arthur, I'm not a hero..."

"I'm not a hero," Arthur said, "I'm just an ordinary human being. No. It's worse than ordinary people. It's a existence below human beings."

But I have survived to this day and done so many things that even I can’t believe. Do you know why?"

"I know." Bedivere said, "It's because Arthur is very brave."

"No, it's because I've been fucking lucky." A surprising answer came from the other end of the intercom.

Bediwell was stunned. "What...?"

"It's true. If it weren't for this good luck, I would have died countless times under enemy attacks." Arthur said, "But Bedivere, you are different. Until I just saw you fighting the deep sea troll with your bare hands."

When I was fighting hand-to-hand with my tentacles, I realized that you don’t need luck at all. You have real strength, you have real bravery. What you lack is just self-confidence.”

"I'm not......"

"I said yes!" Arthur rushed to say, "Now quickly climb on the iron horse and take action!!"

"Ha, haha." The orc boy couldn't help laughing. Without any hesitation, he climbed onto the iron horse that was taller than him and started the engine of the iron horse.

"Arthur, you are really good at forcing people to make things difficult." Bedivere said, "I can't help it, who calls you my master? Even if you tell me to go to hell, I have to do it."

"You'll be happy to do it, little fool." Arthur said, "Go now and come back alive!"

"Yes, Master." The werewolf boy stepped on the accelerator, and the cavalry galloped out.


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